I believe for every drop of rain that falls

a flower grows

I believe that somewhere in the darkest night

a candle glows

I believe for every one who goes astray

someone will come

to show the way

I believe

I believe

I believe above the storm a smallest prayer

will still be heard

and I believe that someone in the great somewhere

his everyword

everytime I hear a newborn baby cry

or touch a leaf

or see a star

then I know why

I believe

When you walk

through a storm

hold your head up high

and don't be afraid

of the dark

at the end of the storm

is a golden sky

and the sweet silver song of a lark

walk on through the wind

walk on through the rain

though your dreams be tossed

and blown

walk on

walk on

with hope in your heart

and you'll never walk alone

you'll never walk alone

you'll never walk alone



I believe

I believe

I believe